"Sh--"

Spoken around a mouthful of hard candy. Wade stops, offers Sans an embarrassed smile, and tucks the chocolate piece into the shelf of his cheek with his tongue before attempting to speak again.

"Sure I do. It's Wanda. And you're Sans, right? Heard a lot of things about you."

The enigmatic, knowing grin on his face doesn't exactly indicate whether those things are flattering or not. Most likely not, given that it's Sans.